User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/The Wrath of Gormad Tunn/@comment-25220117-20130808131316/@comment-32303-20130819140057

''Russa Nodrey sits in a tall pine, concealed by the higher branches, one paw clutching her weapon. The red squirrel hears creatures under her and prepares to descend, but freezes upon seeing who they are. '' Wavescum. . . '' The warrior's eyes narrow into dangerous slits and a low, lethal growl comes from her throat. Her grip on her stick tightens until her paw turns white.''